By the time my dad had finished implanting fictitious memories into my boyfriend’s mind, he was in love with the girl he was set to marry. Even worse, he had no idea who I was anymore.
If Brittany wasn’t just making this up to fuck with us, that could only mean: 1), she was seeing things and/or hearing voices, and that made her literally insane enough to cut her own face off; or 2), there really was some monster thing out there, and my life just turned into the kind of horror movie I’d never even want to watch.
You are not motivated by anger. You do not feel bitter or betrayed. You simply feel prepared for greater love.
Most people are not strategic. They are reactive.
In the morning he confessed that he’d been interested in me for years and that his dreams had come true and started talking about our future. It was very awkward.
This string of bad roommates did not just “happen” to me. It was not a random series of events. Everything that happened was the result of my own karma.
I was telling a story to four colleagues about how at a park in Greenpoint, Brooklyn, that morning, a man had said to me immediately upon seeing me, “Hey, where are you from, Japan?” I told my coworkers that I couldn’t believe that people were still asking, “Where are you from?” to ask about ethnicity.
Focus less on what they think of you and focus more on what YOU think of you. Be your own queen. Embrace your flaws.
Machiavelli said it was better for a prince to be feared than loved. At the very least, Donald Trump has made it clear that it’s better to be loved and hated than not cared about at all. After all, you can win an election even if 49 percent of the country hates your guts.
Swear words are not appropriate for most areas of employment. Putting a cap on word choice can be especially difficult for those who have been vigilant in exercising their adult right to cuss every piece of wallpaper off the walls.